Oh dear. This is hard. To catch up any of you that didn’t follow along on Instagram (@chrislovesjulia), the house hunt on Monday was intense. I saw everything from a two-story on 6 acres, to a 1960s time capsule in the center of town–twelve houses total. Every one was so different and out of all 12 there was only 1 that I couldn’t find one thing that I loved. They were all special in their own way, and really helped me narrow down what we wanted, and definitely didn’t want even more. Two really stood out to me as homes that I could see us dwelling in and those are the ones I brought Chris back to after he finished up work.
We toured the first one and he said, “It would be hard to beat this!” And then we toured the second one and we both knew–it was the one. We slept on it, and I dreamt about the house and I woke up with cold feet. I dropped Chris off at work and drove over to the house we deemed “the one” (it’s vacant) and walked around the exterior and drove around the neighborhood and felt overwhelmingly sure all over again that this is where I wanted to be. I called Chris, who was waiting patiently for me to renew my confidence, and we called our realtor to make an offer.
That was Tuesday, and we have been waiting to hear back on the offer. A counter? An acceptance? At this point we just want to hear something! They have until today at 10 am MST to respond and while we tried to keep ourselves busy all day yesterday so I wouldn’t think about it–it’s all I thought about. We started making plans on what needed tackled first, and drove by it a couple more times. So, completely failed at not thinking about it. And while there is a chance we might get our hearts seriously broken, we’re sharing this all with you in the name of the house hunting journey. We opted not to share details or photos of the houses on the blog, not even the house, because it isn’t really ours to blog about–yet. But once an offer is accepted and the closing date is set, we promise to open the flood gates.
… … #househunt4 ftw. ;)